trigger warnings- mentions of sexual assault/ rape, mentions of self harm and suicide please dont read if this would trigger or upset you xx
nicks POV
Charlie is crying. I touched his thigh softly and he looked at me and just sort of starred almost looking through my soul. as I transfer him from the car his body goes rigged I look down at him and place him so he is sitting in the car up right he is sweaty and white. "he groped me" his voice takes me by surprise its not warm and light it is hollow and flat with a cold ringing to it. "he was going to rape me nick" my face contorts into a mix emotion of anger and sadness "he said I should.." his voice trails off "said you should what Charlie" I say putting a comforting arm around him but he goes rigid as I do so, I pull my arm away and let it hang lose by my side "he said I should do it" I go cold I think I'm going to be sick "he said I should kill myself" that sentence seemed to have taken Charlie a lot of effort to say becasue his head collapses onto the seat. I have no idea what I'm doing but the next thing I know I have buckled Charlie in and I am pulling out of my drive way Charlie keeps asking me where we are going his voice getting more panicked by the second, as I turn into the high street I see the small police station and turn into the car park. I jump out the car locking it behind me and head In to the station.
Charlies POV
my face is wet and I'm shaking hyperventilating I dont know why nick is here I just want to go home and sleep I start scraping as hard as I can with my nails on the back of my hand getting deeper and deeper with every scratch blood starts to form and before I know it my pristine white shirt is covered in thick red blood stains.
